PARA: I don't expect you to believe me, but Tailor is clean. He likes me a bit more than he used to, that's all.
PARA: He's a good field surgeon and a fine armorer. You've trusted him in those capacities before. Nothing has changed.
NARRATOR: Oisri Dig Base, Medical Wing...
TAILOR: Just climb in Sergeant. Don't you trust me?
SCHLOCK: I trust you just fine, Tailor. I don't trust your spiky death-basket.